speak of the devil

I've been nodding Feel like I'm gonna pass out Been rocking all the new shit you haven't heard yet Speakers sounding like a church service No gospel, just worship Never-mind you know I ain't worth shit I ain't gonna do it like that Yes, I'm an egomaniac Half dirt-bag Some might say I don't deserve that Others think I should be stripped and forced to live outside bathing in the bird bath Not enough hours Twenty-Four only limits my power Their face covered in flour like the counter But psychedelics been giving me encounters Hard drugs are only uppers then downers Sobriety is such a hard challenge I'm Jimmy Iovine meets Jimmy Fallon I'm a taurus but I drive an escape I don't really listen to the news or the state Really I just wanna ride my own wave and not feel overwhelmed by the end of the day All I do is sit down to create With an intermittent dose of videogames And when I'm feeling lonely I masterbate Now your gonna do a double take, like Speak of the devil I'm on a whole 'nother level I'm not ready to settle I'm coming back with a medal Y'all are entertaining I like the way your explaining All of the ways I'm behaving You might as well call me satan... She's coming home to me Ima' treat her the way that she's supposed to be treated So go ahead, start competing I know that she's never leaving Cause I'm a king in the sheets On the keys, and the beats Everything, it's coming from me, deano Focus on me please, stream the releases But don't call me Jesus Unless rockstar be the prefix Yeah I ain't trying to get god mad No pillars of salt, turning to hot ash, from a hot flash, just God's plan Just quoting my dad Said deano, who you are matters I don't know it almost sounds like flatter Acid last year had me see Jacob's ladder But expectations are stressful Did you want Senioritis or future successful? Now I know I wasn't ready, cause I didn't even know what I wanted to begin with New messages, deleted numbers Same dean, same lover I keep to my cover, let's be civil No winter soldiers, no brother against brother We could be friends Or something other I don't give a fuck just don't get butthurt If you wanted something else I'm sorry But there's other songs in your library Your moms friends might come crying to me Felt like dean had propriety He had niceties so did he lie to me? Now he's a menace to society? Fuck that your getting way too hype I sit in my studio and get way too high Make music till' I feel alright It rarely happens but art takes time Try to touch me and see what happens when we get to punching You think I'm tough? Bitch I'm running, I don't need to bluff I'm forthcoming and honest If they ever cancel me it won't be no content of my character Takin' two shots like a derringer Trying to give no fucks like a senator Speak of the devil I'm on a whole 'nother level Im not ready to settle I'm coming back with a medal Y'all are entertaining I like the way your explaining All of the ways I'm behaving You might as well call me satan... She's coming home to me Ima' treat her the way that she's supposed to be treated So go ahead, start competing I know that she's never leaving Cause I'm a king in the sheets On the keys, and the beats Everything, it's coming from me, deano